I love this life in winter time

The frost cakes in the carpet

In winter time i have no legs

Two stumps of meat below me.

A false snowfall could ruin my day

Its mask hung from the street wire

And winter's love where could she be?

She's warming in my pocket



Just a Drop a pop at bed

An early burning morning

Rush to her and rush to head

Am I a better person?

When givings in i won't give up

But block the badness out

I pulled a boy out of the box

And made that boy my man